"The moon is so round, Xiaoyue, have you seen it, the moon is so round."

Staggered towards the window with a wine glass and bottle, and tripped halfway through, but Zheng Zhiheng didn't care about the pain, and still stared up at the moon.

Zheng Zhiheng's amount of alcohol was average, so he drank one cup after another, and finally simply took the bottle and drank it directly, and soon became confused.

Holding the chair next to him and settling up, Zheng Zhiheng didn't feel that the floor was too hard, so he fell asleep on the leg of the chair.

The wine bottle in his hand fell, rolled along the floor, and made a clear sound in the quiet room, which made Gu Zhirou, who was already drunk on the side, suddenly sit up slowly.

The flush on her face was still there, but Gu Zhirou's eyes were extremely clear.

Staring at the bottle and walking over slowly, Gu Zhirou picked up the bottle on the ground, saw that there was only one bottom left in the wine inside, and suddenly smiled:

"This is good wine, Zhiheng, do you know, what kind of life did I live before, let alone wine, I even had to eat a bowl of noodles secretly, I didn't dare to wait for the noodles to be not hot, because if I ate slowly, it wouldn't be my turn, if I didn't follow you, I might not even be able to get the money to buy this bottle of wine."

"Look, what am I telling you to do this, like you who are well-born young masters and young ladies, you can't imagine what kind of life I live, so I just said, in fact, you are very compatible with He Xinyue, this is really what I said."

"It's just a pity, I didn't have He Xinyue to drink with you, Zheng Zhiheng, do you say that you love to drink this wine, or do you miss the time when you drank with her, in fact, you don't have to answer I know, it must be the latter."

"Fortunately, I don't mind, it doesn't matter who you think in your heart, the important thing is that the person standing next to you now is not Gu Jiajia, nor He Xinyue, but me Gu Zhirou."

Gu Zhirou seemed to enjoy the feeling of such a person standing here and saying whatever he wanted, especially Zheng Zhiheng, even if she said more, Zheng Zhiheng couldn't hear a word, which made her a little excited.

After speaking happily, Gu Zhirou turned her head, her tone was gentle, but there was no emotion in her eyes:

"Zhiheng, you love to drink this wine so much, so you can't waste the rest, right?"

"Don't worry, I'll feed you right away."

Gu Zhirou said as she took out a small paper bag from her pocket with a very light movement.

Zheng Zhiheng was still asleep, Gu Zhirou glanced at him, poured the contents of the paper bag into the cup in front of him, and poured the wine in the bottle into it again.

Gu Zhirou shook the cup elegantly, no worse than Zheng Zhiheng, and then walked over and knelt beside Zheng Zhiheng.

"Come, Zhiheng, drink it, drink everything and settle it, you don't have to hesitate anymore, I can rest assured." Gu Zhirou supported Zheng Zhiheng with one hand, let him lean on herself, and then held up his chin.

The last wine was fed by her, Zheng Zhiheng subconsciously swallowed it in his sleep, and there was no wine left in the cup.

"You take a rest first, I'll go wash the cups and clean up the table."

Gu Zhirou watched Zheng Zhiheng drink it, and finally smiled, then stood up and took all the used things to the kitchen, and slowly washed them one by one.

After drying her hands again, Gu Zhirou counted the time, and just happened to hear Zheng Zhiheng's somewhat unbearable voice from the living room: "It's hot, it's so hot." ”